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Jinling University old campus.

Mottled tree shadows are reflected on the old stone walls, and the cicadas of the sycamore treetops have been like this since ancient times. In this bustling city, the quietness of the scent of books is alone.

But today is a bit unusual for this old campus.

Scholars in formal clothes walked across the bluestone brick road in front of the gate, and foreigners with high bridges came and went in the old buildings built during the Republic of China.

Overnight, it seemed as if back to decades ago, the quaint old school seemed to travel through time and space, restoring the glory of the heyday of the National University.

No, it should be more accurate than the glory of that heyday.

Because at that time, although there were also foreigners coming to lecture here, most of them came with their heads raised, their arms shaken, and their toes strode high. Today, regardless of skin color, age or sex, most people have humble expressions on their faces.

No one is more expensive than anyone.

Everyone is equal before knowledge.

And no one will feel inferior about their skin color or culture.

No. 1 in Asia?

Now, that's just a humble statement.

As if to celebrate the twilight school and renew its youth, even the yellow vines on the wall of the courtyard seem to have re-drilled new buds.

"Professor Qin."

I heard someone calling beside me, standing under the Indus tree and looking at the old school Qin Yue, soberly awake.

Gently pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, he glanced at the assistant next to him.

"Are you going to start?"

The assistant nodded in excitement, his voice filled with excitement.

"An hour left! The conference organizing committee just called and hope you can go to the back office to prepare."

Four years ago, at the International Conference of Mathematicians in St. Petersburg, the International Federation of Mathematicians announced that the 2026 International Mathematician Conference will be held in Jinling.

This news inspired the mood of all Chinese mathematicians, and also excited the mathematics departments of all universities in Jinling.

With few suspense, Jinling University has taken over the organization right of the International Mathematician Conference, and will hold the place in Jinling University's old campus.

In order to host this world-famous event, they have fully prepared for four years!

It's finally time to test their results.

"I see ... call them back, I'll be right there."

Speaking of this, Qin Yue withdrew her eyes from the old school of the Republic of China, and looked at the foreign scholars who took pictures under the old and old stone wall, and a smile drew from the corner of her mouth.

"Speaking of which, when did this old campus gather so many people last time?"

Hearing this sentence, the assistant standing by was a little stunned, and then said with a smile.

"It seems to be a while ... If I remember correctly, it was about two or three years ago when Academician Lu held a report here."

Two or three years ago ...

Qin Yue's eyes suddenly dimmed a bit, and his tone also brought a touch of sadness and nostalgia.

"It's been two years ..."

Time flies ...

Everything here has his shadow, but he is alone ...

Backstage lounge.

The staff helped Qin Yue simply take care of her appearance and straighten her tie.

About two years ago, just after the news of Lu Zhou's death was spread, he quit his job in Princeton, boarded a return flight, and came to Jinling University, where his most respected mentor had worked. .

In fact, before resigning, Professor Fefferman had been deliberately training him to become his successor, allowing him to take over the post of chairman of the Department of Mathematics at Princeton University.

However, the post of head of Princeton's Department of Mathematics did not leave him, and his decision remained unchanged in the face of Professor Fefferman's retention.

In his memory, Lu Zhou had told him more than once that Jinling University would become the world's top mathematical center.

Lu Zhou is gone now, and his ideal still needs time to realize.

In this case, it is up to him to complete the road for him!

Qin Yue remembers that when he first returned to China, Jinling University was in a sad atmosphere, especially in the Department of Mathematics.

In a sense, his return is also a revival of the morale of the college mathematics department.

As one of Academician Lu's most desirable students during his lifetime, an internationally renowned number theory scholar, he soon took over the banner of the Jinling School, replaced the retired Dean Qin, and assumed the post of Dean of the Golden University of Math.

For two years, with his efforts, the Department of Mathematics of Jinling University has become a world-class mathematics department, leaving domestic colleagues far behind.

Now the International Mathematics Conference is held as scheduled. As the new standard bearer of the Jinling School or the Luzhou School, he will stand on this international stage and speak out on behalf of the Chinese mathematics community.

With much anticipation, the opening ceremony of the International Congress of Mathematicians finally began.

As in the previous conference, after the Secretary-General of the International Federation of Mathematicians delivered a speech, Qin Yue, who represents the mathematics community in China, came to the stage and read the opening speech.

Immediately after, it was awarded a series of highest honors and awards in mathematics, such as the Gauss Award and Fields Award.

When several winners came to the stage and took the medals from the Secretary-General of the International Federation of Mathematicians, an impassioned piece of national music sounded in the venue.

A grand literary performance amid the chanting of the zither and the drum, officially opened the curtain for this world-famous event ...

"... This is the best session of all the mathematician conferences I have attended to give my senses!" When he came out of the venue, Professor Witten's face was excited, his eyes fluttered and the side next to him. Professor Deligne said, "Although it is not clear what it feels like, it is more shocking than the ballet show in St. Petersburg and the original jungle show in Rio de Janeiro ..."

In fact, objectively speaking, the ballet performance at the St. Petersburg Conference was still good, but there may be a lack of funds. As for the latter performance, although it seemed lively, I always felt that the liveliness was a bit too vigorous. In addition, because of the serious public security problems in Rio de Janeiro, if it were not for the wonderful report of Lu Zhou, the conference of mathematicians could hardly be described in words.

"Instead of the performance at the opening ceremony, I'm more interested in whether I can see anything interesting at this conference ..." His eyes moved in the poster display area outside the General Assembly Hall. Professor Linier suddenly had an unexpected expression in his eyes.

The change of expression on the face of the old friend was keenly captured, and Witten raised his eyebrows with interest. "It seems that you found something."

"Yes."

Professor Deligne who nodded his head and threw the sentence without any explanation, walked towards the poster display area.

Out of curiosity, Witten followed his old friend, followed him through the dense crowd, and stopped in front of an unattended whiteboard.

Looking at the line of calculations on the whiteboard, Professor Deligne frowned slightly.

"... The Cauchy-Riemann equation?"

Hearing this sentence, the teenager standing in front of the white board suddenly showed an unexpected expression on his face.

"Yeah ... it's unbelievable, are you also studying this direction?"

Obviously, the boy didn't recognize who he was.

Professor Deligne smiled slightly and said, "I'm not studying this direction, I just think that the mathematical methods you use are familiar ... If you read it correctly, your equation 3 part should be L-manifold. A form of promotion, and the subject you are researching is an inference from Hodz's conjecture. "

The teenager's face showed a shocking expression, as if looking at a monster, looking at the old man in front of him.

"... who the **** are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm just a bit curious," looking at the poster hanging next to the whiteboard, Professor Deligne continued. "Since you're studying Hodge's conjecture, why not make it honest Written on a poster. "

Hearing this sentence, a look of shame appeared on the teenager's face, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I want to do that too, but it always feels like ... it's a little bad if you write it directly."

If he is a little older, in his youthful appearance, even if he is seriously studying the problems of this century, 80% will be regarded as a joke by others.

At a glance he saw his inner thoughts, Professor Deligne smiled calmly and said calmly.

"Those you worry about are of no importance. Academics have never judged by age. If you are young, you are far worse than my previous student. At your age, he is already a little famous in mathematics. Daniel. "

"This, is it so powerful ..." The teenager's face was filled with shocking expression, his mouth widened in surprise.

"What is your name?"

"... Jimer."

Professor Deligne nodded.

"Jim ... is an interesting name. You should be more confident in your research results and be able to delve into this level. You have beaten more than 90% of Princeton and your age.

Looking at the seemingly ignorant teenager, Professor Deligne continued to ask.

"By the way, who is your professor? I want to talk to him."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Mo's face immediately appeared a touch of pride.

However, the proud expression did not stay on his face for long, and was soon replaced by a sorrow and loneliness.

"... you may not be able to communicate with him."

Professor Deligne frowned.

"Is there any inconvenience?"

"No, it's not a matter of inconvenience," Ji Mo shook his head and smiled apologetically. "My mentor ... is Lu Zhou."

Lu Zhou ...

The moment he heard the name, Professor Deligne's pupil narrowed slightly.

It was as if a closed door had been opened, and memories flowing from the bottom of his heart made a faint impression in his eyes.

For the past two years he has deliberately failed to remember the name, but the box of memories was still opened.

"You are actually a student of Lu Zhou." Looking at the young man, a surprise emerged in Witten's eyes, and joked with a smile, "I have a hunch that I may not be able to win the Fields Prize for too long. See you on the podium. "

Ji Mo smiled embarrassed and scratched his head.

"I will work hard ... my mentor told me before that he asked me to take a long-term view. Don't take the results of the IMO contest too seriously and take the Fields Award as a goal."

"Hahahaha, right? That's really exciting."

Looking at the overwhelming Witten, Deligne said politely.

"Are you sure you can live that time?"

Witten coughed: "You can be more confident in me. For more than ten years, I still have the rest. Besides, a magnificent era has just begun. If it falls just before the opening, Isn't it ... too bad? "

Just when the two old men were almost noisy about their age, there was an incredible exclaim in the lecture hall 1 not far away.

On the podium, Han Mengqi wrote the last line of calculations on the whiteboard, and gently put down the marker in his hand.

Riemann's zeta function's transcendental value at odd positive integer points.

This was the subject left by Lu Zhou when she was determined to move into purely mathematical research.

She still remembers what Master said at the time. He did n’t ask her to prove the whole proposition, but only asked her to make a slight breakthrough in this direction. Even if she found a transcendent number that was not found, she was considered a graduate Already.

But now, she had clearly exceeded Lu Zhou's expectations at the time.

She not only found transcendental numbers on the zeta function that had not been found in the mathematical world, but also proved the establishment of the entire proposition—

That is, for any n≥1, ζ (2n + 1) is also a transcendental number!

Although it takes a long time ...

But she finally did it on her own!

"Inconceivable ... her application of mathematical tools is surprisingly proficient. Especially the part of the unified theory of algebraic geometry is the finishing touch ... this is not like a new mathematician can do.

Looking at the line of calculations on the stage, Schultz's face was filled with unexpected expressions.

What the little **** the podium proved at this moment was the little-known Riemann conjecture in mathematics. Although he has not studied this subject, it is not difficult to feel just by looking at the existence of this subject, and the difficulty is not small.

Sitting next to Schultz, Professor Faltins gave him a sideways glance.

"Are you kidding me? Any newcomer who is just beginning to study mathematics will take this level of problem as a research topic."

Talking, the old man cast his gaze on the stage, his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly.

"... but this face looks really strange."

"Like a student of Luzhou," Schultz said, squinting for a long time. "In impression ... I seem to have met this person in his office."

"It was his student ..."

It seemed strange for a moment, and Professor Faltins leaned back in his chair, and after a moment of groan, he said in a positive tone.

"This session is too late ... but the next Fields Award must have her name."

A surprised look at Professor Faltings, but Schultz said nothing.

Theoretically, it really should be the same.

Number theory itself is the most complicated field in pure mathematics. To make a major breakthrough in this field, a Phils Award-level honor can still be matched.

Plus she is a student of Lu Zhou, no one should object.

"Don't just talk about others," glanced at Schultz, Professor Faltins continued, "I've always wanted to find the opportunity to ask you, what happened to your research?"

"You mean that?" A slight glance quickly appeared on Schultz's face, "Of course, that subject is about to end. Or, to put it another way, it was almost published in a dissertation."

Faltins: "Are there any journals willing to accept your research?"

"I haven't found it yet ... after all, this topic is really not very well classified," Schulz smiled awkwardly but politely, and continued, "If it doesn't work, we plan to find it casually. This issue was published in one journal ... Anyway, I don't particularly care about things like influence factors. "

Hearing Schultz's words, Professor Faltins didn't say much, but looked up to the podium, and slowly said a meaningful word.

"A scholar's golden age was only a dozen years. It took two years, but only for such a result ... is it worth it?"

For this sentence, Schultz was silent for a while.

After a long time, he shrugged his shoulders slightly as he watched the little girl bowing on the stage to thank him and the meeting room where he started to leave.

"For me, this means an end, it's a period for the expedition two years ago."

"I don't think it has to do with gain or loss ..."

"So it should be worth it."

...

Perhaps it is the light of Lu Zhou that this year's International Mathematician Conference is particularly lively.

Riemann's conjecture was proved by Lu Zhou's students!

The first lecture on the first day was just over, and it pushed the atmosphere of the conference to Gao Chao.

However, for Han Mengqi herself, there were not many waves in her heart.

She knew very well that the work she had done was nothing more than a small achievement based on Master's work, far from being a breakthrough.

After throwing away those who tried to catch up with her, Han Mengqi who was coming to the backstage lounge was about to change her formal attire. However, at this time, the lounge door suddenly opened and an acquaintance pushed in and walked in.

"... Dr. Yan?"

Stopping to understand the button, Han Mengqi looked at her puzzledly, not quite sure why she appeared here.

Without much nonsense, Yan Yan walked in front of Han Mengqi and said solemnly.

"Can I ask you something?"

"... What?" Although she didn't think she could help her, Han Mengqi responded politely.

Yan Yan: "Your sister is missing. I want to know where she went! Do you have any clues?"

After going to Beijing that day, Chen Yushan seemed to have evaporated and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The only clue showed that before she disappeared, she had been to 301 Hospital once and visited several doctors funded by Xingkong Technology.

And then, no one knew where she went.

In fact, it didn't attract anyone's attention at the beginning, including her resignation from Xingkong Technology. Most people just expressed regret that she was too sad and needed to rest for a while.

Until then, she never appeared again, and many people around her realized the seriousness of the problem.

Since it did not look like a criminal case or even an overseas force, this matter was eventually transferred to the General Staff Intelligence Section for general investigation.

Yan Yan, who has just been dropped into the Information Department, has limited resources at her disposal. She can only find out from the people around her by the most stupid method of visiting and investigating.

After hearing Yan Yan's question, Han Mengqi shook her head blankly.

"do not know."

Seeing Han Mengqi didn't know anything ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yan Yan was suddenly anxious, said.

"You're her sister, don't you have any clues? Did she say, where do you want to go?"

"Where do I want to go in particular ..." Han Mengqi opened her mouth, a memory suddenly popped into her head, and her eyes were suddenly imprinted with a touch of surprise.

Keenly noticed the change of expression on her face, Yan Yan immediately asked.

"What did you think of?"

"Where I want to go ... there are, but they are impossible."

While talking, a strange expression appeared on Han Mengqi's face.

Can you really go to such a distant place?

After all, with the current technology on Earth, let alone a star system outside the solar system, even the Kuiper belt may not be able to fly out ...